My face is white as I stare at him. “How do you know all these things? Did you have me investigated?!” I feel as if somebody has stripped me bare. This violation of my privacy is beyond humiliating. “How dare you—"
“I’ve not even begun to tell you the things I have discovered about you.” Daston gives me a triumphant look. “And if I take all these discoveries to Austin…if he loathes you now, he won’t even want to spit on you, you’re that lowly.”
My chest is heaving in anger at his words. He continues, clearly knowing that his words have gotten my attention. “So, let me make this clear to you. We will never associate trash like you with our pack. And if you keep pushing your way into our pack, I will make you suffer in ways unimaginable.”
I can feel the anger boiling inside me. I want
